::scipio's adventures

I arrived in Tarifa this morning. I'm pretty done by the long journey. I guess I caught a little travel diarrhea as well. I decided to get a coke and walk around in Tarifa. There is plenty of time to be sick at home.

Visiting Tarifa in may only gives you kind of an idea what's going on here in summer. Even now you see SUVs with surfing stickers, big tan guys with long hair and surfing shops almost everywhere. It must be just crazy in summer.

But for now I'm quite satisfied with a toilet I can see from time to time and a shower. I'd have never believed it, but being smelly can disturb intercultural piece. That's what I learnt on the train from Marakesh last night. I was sharing a compartment with two South Koreans I had met on the desert trip. We must have been really smelly because the Moroccan woman traveling in our compartment complained about us with the conductor and was relocated to another compartment. Diplomatic, I am, I tried to show our good will by showing off my melting deodorant but that left her unimpressed. *lol*

Yesterday evening I returned from my desert trip. Great people in my group. The highlight was a camel-trip and a night in a Berber camp. I`ll publish some pictures very soon.

On the first day we drove through the Atlas mountains and stayed in an hotel located next to a river and a massive stone wall.

Then we visited a Berber family who tried to sell us their carpets. After that we reached the real sand dessert (before it was stone dessert). We rode on camels to the Berber camp and missed to watched the sunset from a dune. Though the dune was still nice. In the evening we listend to Berber tales and spent the night under the open sky. Just imagine how cool that was.

The last day was manly a 10-hour driving day, which I continued with a 10-hour driving night on the train.

All in all a great trip, if my stomache wouldn`t hurt like hell now. I blame the salad and/or the watered orange juice.

Best regards
scipio

I just decided to hop over to Africa for a few days. I haven`t yet been there anyways. Let`s go was drawing a really negative picture of the country, especially Tangier. But I didn`t find it as bad. There might be a few people trying to sell you stuff, and at the port a guy was waiting for me with a fake-ID, saying he works for the tourist information. I let him arrange for a taxi and he explained the way to the ATM. At that point I was virtually prepared for everything. But I guess their real plan was to charge me an exorbitant taxi-fee. The cheeky driver started with 120 MAD. Finally he drove me for 30 MAD. Still overpriced, but I don`t wanna discuss the price forever.

At the trainstation I quickly found some company. In the end we were 6 Westerns going to Marakesh. Especially the two Canadian girls (that`s right mum, on their own in this dangerous country)had quite an idea about what they were doing. Maybe because they have been traveling for 8 months so far.

Marakesh is an awesome city, especially the Medina. I`m glad Evelin, my Mexico-American companion didn`t force me to visit more ruins. She was more into shopping. I didn`t buy anything, but booked a 3-day Sahara Expedition. Already wonder how that`s gonaa be.

All the best
scipio